There, our wanting goes, waning to then fro

So, sly… Looks like, shed egos haunt projected flows

Towards warning notes, past or passed on tiptoes

While subtlety was quietly buried out back in an unmarked grave.

A lesson never learned, your lesson never earned

White knuckle round another cycle to tunes of every churn

Your steering wheel came to grips… Bye then, we eat its burn

See Heads spinning faster than an atom down at CERN

They pretend, it’s easier if enemies dissolved away

Such thoughts, never crossed, any “me’s”. That’s by the way.

Escape, another figment, solitary particle should play —

Just as violent exits bleed films of blanked betray

You with me, was always bodies, if it’s all the same

Blessed, bathing proudly, incense; our houses shame

Liar to a thief, mirror bastards, stolen name

Gaslights get you no higher if you’re already insane

Bad habits, have their long-term consequences.

Unforeseen, ultimate, yet differentially quenching

Trade a soul tomorrow for the dollar of today

Wonder why, in 40 years, there’s only Hell to pay

But, it worked before, to get them through,

Surely they can sequel, too… And three… But never four.

Their curse; Having just one glimpse beyond that door

Now they only ever reach for… Even more familiar shore…